(Arata)
Later, I tried to apologise to Baba, but it didn't work. The only way this point of dispute could be settled between us—was if I gave up on Karsten.
And I wasn't ready for that.
"Give him and yourself time, Arata. Both of you have been through enough and emotions are high. I am trying to persuade him," Mom told me with a broken smile.
I could sense the tenseness in the house and even Mom and Baba seemed strained with each other.
It broke me, to become a cause of their distress. I had hardly been sleeping at night.
"Miss Stella and Miss Cherry are here to see you," the house help, Martha, respectfully informed us, breaking my miserable line of thoughts.
"Invite them in," Mom said with a smile.
Vibrant and full of energy they entered carrying gifts.
"Arata!" Stella rushed to be by my side. We hugged each other. Cherry greeted Mom.
"Aunt Skyla, how are you?" She asked.
